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WAS I ALIVE? What happened to me? My ears caught on pretty quickly to the sound rumbling of a truck barreling down a gravel road. Everything was killing me. Why couldn't I just have a piece of mind for a few hours? Maybe it would have been better if I did die. A nice speedy death sounded way nicer than a slowly starving one.
I was unable to move around freely, bound by some rope-like material. My eyes jolted open only to see that I was in the bed of a truck. What the hell? How I ended up here was the least of my worries, but why was I tied up? No one was around, no one to ask. But the guy who was driving the truck.
The thick layer of rope was tangled around my body. Whoever did it was in a rush and did a sloppy job. It looked more like a kinky bondage set that someone would use in the bedroom than something to tie up a potential risk factor. Some parts of the rope were looser than others areas. If only I could find something to break it.
My hands were tied uncomfortably behind my back with the same materials. This was just perfect. Of course, I couldn't feel my knife or pistol in my waistband. There was not a doubt in my mind that whoever it was that took me also took my weapons. There was no telling how long I had been out.
The truck came to a sudden stop and I was bashed backward against the rear window. The ignition was shut off and the door was swung open. I had nothing that I use to defend myself. "Oh look what we have here." A rough scruffy voice spoke up. I had heard it before but couldn't place my finger on it until I saw him.
A man with a jet-black eye patch. It was the governor, he had survived. "How?" I asked, fear echoing in my voice. That's when I noticed his right arm was gone. This man had survived countless disasters and somehow is still standing. He wasn't human, he was the farthest thing from it. He was a monster.
No mortal creature could survive that. I was there, everything was complete chaos. He was outside the gate when the walkers attacked, there was no way he could have lived. After what he did to us, what he did to us, my group, my friends, he didn't deserve to see the light of day ever again.
If I wasn't bound up I would have killed him right there no questions asked. If I just had a gun or something I could have ended this. That was the moment when I realized how utterly useless I was. Useless to be on my own and useless to defend myself against one man.
"Out." He demanded. I had no choice but to comply. I was practically dragged by my arm out of the truck bed. My legs didn't feel too bad now that I had rested them for a few hours. He forcefully nudged me forwards and I walked. Though I couldn't see it, I knew there was a loaded gun pointed at my back.
What the hell were they going to do to me? Torture, murder, whatever they had in mind I wasn't going to enjoy it one bit. We walked through a grassy field to a house on the other side. The tall grass smacked me constantly in the face as I was forced towards the building.
It was light blue and looked to have about three stories to it. The house rested on top of a sharp cliff overlooking the plains. From what I could make out it looked to have a fence attached. As I got closer things started to become more clear. It was a camp. filled with tents and trailers. It reminded me of Woodbury.
The fence that circled the premiered along with houses made for a secure defensive wall. Perfect for keeping walkers out. Why rebuild the thing he single-handedly destroyed? That project took him months on top of months to complete, now he was once again starting from scratch.
I was a resident at one time, the governor accepted me with open arms to his haven. But that was before the whole thing went to shit and he killed over half of his citizens in cold blood. He brought me in, made me feel special, and soon enough I saw through his cloak into the mass murderer he was. By that point, it was too late.
All eyes were on me as the gate shuttered open and I was hauled in. I wonder what deceitful lie he told these people in order to get them to willingly follow him. How much blood has he spilled? A big group like this one wouldn't just lower their weapons and accept him as their humble leader.
Women and children watched with horror in their eyes as I was led toward the blue house. We entered the house and I was led up to the third floor. I couldn't help but notice from the first floor up all the windows had been boarded. There was a small hole in the bottom of the doors that was no bigger than two inches.
It was only when I heard the frantic cries for help did I realize what I was in for. There was a small barred window in the doors of only some of the rooms. And I was able to see inside the horrors that awaited. Some were being eaten alive, others were blinded with blood hands from their nails being ripped out.
There was no telling how long they had been in there, but some were longer than others. There was one key distinction that indicated who had been in there for a longer time. The ones who were in there for a longer weren't yelling for someone to come and help them. If they were alive they didn't look it, hardly able to move as they slumped down against the walls.
They knew no one was coming. No angel would come and save them. All there was to do now was sit and wait for death to take them away from this cruel nightmare. Angels wouldn't come to their rescue. All I could see in this place were trapped souls that fell deep into despair, and the demons who kept them from leaving.
Any angel who stepped foot in this place had to be an idiot. There was no room for light in the pit of darkness. I was brought up to a cell that was fortunate enough to have a barricaded window on the door. The one-eyed man fumbled with a set of keys and unlocked the door.
"Ladies first." He said. I stepped in, knowing that I may never see the outside world again. The door closed behind me and shadows filled the room. Only the only dim light source came from the hallway. "Why don't you make yourself comfortable, you're gonna be in there awhile."
